C G F Bb
Always getting twatted, looked like a reusable tampon
Tries to chat the birds up, always ends up bleeding
Its tough when you come from Bollington, its all the interbreeding.
Sunglasses in the evening, umbrellas in his bitter:
'Excuse me, Mrs Woman, do you take it up the shitter?'
He gets force-fed a pint pot, a size ten in the dick,
(Its best to take dark glasses off when you're chatting-up Stez Styx)
'Do you fancy
going halves on a bastard? Or buying us a couple of beers?'
Dick Head went
to Soho, and paid for a sixty-nine, she said:
Do you fancy
going halves on a bastard? Do you want another packet of crisps?
©1987 The Macc Lads
-an area of London said to frequented by trollops.